Canto Alegretense
Não me perguntes onde fica o Alegrete
Segue o rumo do teu próprio coração
Cruzarás pela estrada algum ginete
E ouvirás toque de gaita e violão
Pra quem chega de Rosário ao fim da tarde
Ou quem vem de Uruguaiana de manhã
Tem o Sol como uma brasa que ainda arde
Mergulhada no Rio Ibirapuitã
Ouve o canto gauchesco e brasileiro
Desta terra que eu amei desde guri
Flor de tuna, camoatim de mel campeiro
Pedra moura das quebradas do Inhanduy
Ouve o canto gauchesco e brasileiro
Desta terra que eu amei desde guri
Flor de tuna, camoatim de mel campeiro
Pedra moura das quebradas do Inhanduy
E na hora derradeira que eu mereça
Ver o Sol alegretense entardecer
Como os potros, vou virar minha cabeça
Para os pagos no momento de morrer
E nos olhos vou levar o encantamento
Desta terra que eu amei com devoção
Cada verso que eu componho é um pagamento
De uma dívida de amor e gratidão
Ouve o canto gauchesco e brasileiro
Desta terra que eu amei desde guri
Flor de tuna, camoatim de mel campeiro
Pedra moura das quebradas do Inhanduy
Ouve o canto gauchesco e brasileiro
Desta terra que eu amei desde guri
Flor de tuna, camoatim de mel campeiro
Pedra moura das quebradas do Inhanduy
Ouve o canto gauchesco e brasileiro
Desta terra que eu amei desde guri
Flor de tuna, camoatim de mel campeiro
Pedra moura das quebradas do Inhanduy
Alegretense Song
Don't ask me where Alegrete is
Follow the path of your own heart
You will cross some horseman on the road
And you will hear the sound of harmonica and guitar
For those arriving from Rosario in the late afternoon
Or who comes from Uruguaiana in the morning
The Sun is like an ember that still burns
Diving in the Ibirapuitã River
Listen to the gaucho and Brazilian singing
From this land that I loved since I was a kid
Tuna flower, camoatim of country honey
Moorish stone from the Inhanduy ravines
Listen to the gaucho and Brazilian singing
From this land that I loved since I was a kid
Tuna flower, camoatim of country honey
Moorish stone from the Inhanduy ravines
And in the final hour that I deserve
Watch the sun set in Alegrete
Like the colts, I will turn my head
For those paid at the time of death
And in my eyes I will carry the enchantment
From this land that I loved with devotion
Every verse I compose is a payment
From a debt of love and gratitude
Listen to the gaucho and Brazilian singing
From this land that I loved since I was a kid
Tuna flower, camoatim of country honey
Moorish stone from the Inhanduy ravines
Listen to the gaucho and Brazilian singing
From this land that I loved since I was a kid
Tuna flower, camoatim of country honey
Moorish stone from the Inhanduy ravines
Listen to the gaucho and Brazilian singing
From this land that I loved since I was a kid
Tuna flower, camoatim of country honey
Moorish stone from the Inhanduy ravines
Escrita por: Antonio Augusto Fagundes / Euclides Fagundes